Topsy-turvy

This one’s special,
I can totally tell
So I’m gonna draw up a list
And be sappy as hell

Since I’m “head over feet”
This one’s a topsy-turvy treat
How I feel from Z to A
(Coz I’m breaking the cliché)

Read on…

Zzzzz... dozing off on a lazy Sunday afternoon on your shoulder, getting a crick in my neck, still waking up with a smile

Yayyyy... my 1st reaction each time you say "I'm getting free a little early today (interpret as: 9PM), wanna go daaru-drinking-liver-shrinking"

Xoxox... being sappy-mushy-embarrassing over silly BB messages is such a blast, especially coz u blush beet-red

Wolfie... the fangs maketh the man, and ALL the other goofy names we have for each other (ONLY the ones that can be proclaimed amongst friends please!)

VPST… the name says it all, let’s get you a killer shotgun to go with it, Mr. “Free Love” Believing Zamindaar!

Unplanned, impromptu weekends; whether we stay in town or decide to get away for a couple of days! The chaos and nearly-disasters make up 83% of my memories with you… being unpredictable is such a change from our staid-working-lives

Therego... inventing new words just coz the 100million words in the oxford dictionary aren't cool enough... get with it, will ya?

Sarcastic verbal volleys... just to spice things up a little bit and get our wits warmed up for the real fights :P

Rock’s not dead, with you & I alive \m/

Questions that randomly pop-up in my head, multiple choice, Cosmo-style... arbitrary EQ-testing trick questions that you manage to tiptoe your way around like an expert.

PDA (no, NOT the technology!)I'm learning to hold hands in public; you’re learning to resist temptation more (or at least that’s what I think)

Our Offspring will be 100% confused & complexed (“you’re such a great singer… you MUST audition on a national talent hunt” *muahahhahaha*). We aren’t going to be party to bringing up one more screwed-up generation, that’s why we prefer the canine kinda children (hypothetically, DonVito- the lab & Basanti- the golden retriever)

Neighbours- They are either deaf, or possess super-high tolerance. Bet they know your name (at least) by now ;)

Modifying my outlook towards things, for instance, the M word, which has commitment-phobic me sprinting in the opposite direction from perfectly stable relationships. Your persistence, patience and faith, despite my frequently frenzied panic attacks, has induced me to open my mind to the possibility of a future with you (watch out!) Things I never thought of before, I now blurt out to you with surprising consistency (like how secretive it'll be, where I wanna take off to, how much thinner I need to be :D)... the fear still grips me sometimes, but I'm a whole lot more prepared to deal with it with you around.
Lingering, never-ending past-midnight conversations on every damn thing under (and over) the sun…we’ll never run out of conversation and I said NEVER :) (thank god for BB messenger!)

Keeper, you are (and Yoda, I am)

Judgments are reserved for other things- over-dressed-hideous people, retarded movies, pathetic books (the I-graduated-from-IIM-therefore-I-write), pop music and fake accents

Impossible to stay 7 minutes without some sort of physical touch if we’re in the same room (For you, it’s 2.5 minutes, but I’m working with a mean tendency here, pun intended)

Honest-to-god-forthrightness… so honest that I know for a fact, if I leave you and come back when I’m 40 (still hot!) and we’re both single, you’ll just say “no”…

Games people play- my King of Hangaroo, Lord of Ludo, Crossword Knight, and even “India-Pakistan”

Fun-fun-fun! You manage to transport me to Funkytown, it’s a mad carnival out there!

Eloping plans, just because an elaborate wedding ceremony amidst 25000 “well-wishers” gets me hyperventilating and freaked out. Goa, us, those who really matter (and are crazy enough to approve) and beer seems so much better instead… I just hope you can figure out directions :)

Demented-song-singing (while driving, over the phone, in person, over mail…) We specialize in the late 80s, early 90s Bollywood era of cheesy, hilarious prancing-around-trees-equals-the-forever-kinda-love songs. It’s what brought us together “hum baney tum baney… tra la la la laaaa”

Clandestine love is the best kind… of course, there’s the library tale of how-i-met-my-lover (ewwww)… books fell, eyes met, we checked each other out, hooked up and it was true love… and then, controversial love is even better ;)

Bombayyyy, so many things that have taken place there, and so many more places that you have to introduce me to. Therego, this is a whole new bullet point.

Angelina Jolie can adopt all the babies in the world; Megan Fox can wear the tightest spandex outfit; Scarlett Johansson can lean forward in a corset as seductively as she wants; Anna Kournikova can serve an ace (or not!) with those killer legs; but none of that compares to how hot I think I am when you check me out as I walk into your place

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The Beginning

did too...did not...did too

U said "bikini" not bathing suit, swear on anything I care about.